Saturday, April 22, 2006

Nurse Betty says "smoke 'em if ya got 'em"!

I was hanging out while my daughter was getting her hair cut the other day and I heard the patron in the next chair tell her stylist that she was in the health care field, working as a cardiac nurse. The subject then segued into a proposed bar and restaurant smoking ban in the area.

At one point, the nurse says "Well, we certainly don't want to ban smoking, that might make my job obsolete!" WHAT!?!? Have I been running around bouncing on a cloud all this time thinking that people in the health care field actually want to HELP people and PREVENT disease?

Smoke up, folks! Mmmmm...isn't that goooood? Have another? Here's my card.

WTF? Of course, having lost my own mother to lung cancer may charge up the topic *just a smidge* for me, but STILL!

I know this isn't the way all health care professionals think. I've run across quite a few doctors that CLEARLY keep the needs and comfort of their patients top of mind, but earning an MD or a nursing degree by NO MEANS makes you a humanitarian.

While I was getting my first real physical in years, the new Internal Med doc I'd chosen commented that my ENT was a "good doctor". I later told her I was shopping around for a new one because he had the bedside manner of a rotting fish. Somewhere in there I dropped the word "asshole". And this is why I know I made the right choice for my new doctor. She said "I'm pretty sure that being an asshole is a prerequisite to be an ENT." *tear* I love her!

Monday, April 17, 2006

She's ALIVE!

Sorry, folks. I wandered off and got lost. My mom always SAID that would happen if I didn't pay attention. MAN don't you hate it when they're right!

Well, I survived my company's national sales meeting in one piece. My husband flew in to join me (but it was mostly for the choice golf). I had a lovely massage in a cabana by the pool and we had dinner at an AMAZING restaurant. So all in all, I'd say it was a success.

The baby had his tongue surgery last Friday. He was literally tongue-tied. Poor little dude couldn't even get it past his lower lip. He still hasn't tried to stick it out yet (not for my lack of trying) so for now I'll have to take the doc's word for it that they did ANYTHING.

I cannot begin to tell you how THRILLED I am that spring is here. I am SO obviously connected to the seasons on some kind of deeper level. It's weird. Anyway...

Well, I wish I had something more exciting to report, but alas, I do not.

My daughter's 6th birthday is this Friday. My husband and I are taking her to a Japanese Steak House on Friday and her party is on Sunday. So my weekend will be filled with dizzying birthday fun. Aren't you jealous?

Monday, April 03, 2006

For Your Reading Pleasure...

Here it is, folks...the award winning entry for the Young Author's contest (Kindergarten).

There Was a Woman Who Swallowed a Fly

There was an old woman who swallowed a fly.
Then she swallowed a dog.
Then she swallowed a cow. Moo, moo, moo, moo, moo, moo.
Then she laid down.
Then she swallowed a bird. Then feathers popped out. Then she had wings.
Then she swallowed a duck.
Then she swallowed a fish. Then she grew fins and a tail, too.
Then she swallowed a tiger.
Then she swallowed an elephant. Then water came out of her nose.
Then she swallowed a balloon. Then her head turned into a balloon. She flew away.

Obviously not a totally original concept, but I enjoyed her twist on a classic! There were winners from schools all over the district. If I may, let me share with you another winning Kindergarten entry, just to give some perspective.

I love my mom.
My mom has brown hair.
My mom's favorite color is pink.
My mom has blue eyes.

Mmmmkay. That's all I'm sayin'.

We took my daughter out to a Japanese restaurant after the awards ceremony. She thinks it's so cool they cook your food right in front of you! At dinner, we heaped on the praise for winning an academic award. Maybe a little too much. At home, I told her we needed to get ready for bed, to which she replied "Young authors get to stay up late". Yeah. Not so much. THEN I asked her to grab her clothes on the way up the stairs. I wish I were kidding when I tell you this was her response: "You get 'em. I'm a Young Author." Needless to say she took her own clothes up. And note to self: scale back the praise slightly lest you give your child a ginormous head the likes of which have never been seen before!

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